Ye Qingchen shook his head, and Zhang Changshui's heart sank. He feared that if Ye Qingchen didn't purchase any mine slaves, his lucrative side business would be ruined.
Ye Qingchen sighed and said to Zhang Changshui, "Steward Zhang, to be honest, none of these mine slaves have caught my eye. But rest assured, I won't let your efforts go to waste. Since I'm here, I won't be leaving empty-handed."
Zhang Changshui was overjoyed. "Young Master Liu is indeed a straightforward man! Which mine slaves do you plan to buy?"
Ye Qingchen shook his head again. "Since there are no suitable candidates, why don't you bring me the slave register? I'll just pick a few that catch my eye and take them."
Steward Zhang hesitated. The slave register was considered a secret of the Heavenly Profound Sect and, according to the rules, was not to be shown to outsiders. But he was also afraid that Ye Qingchen would back out of the purchase entirely, so he gritted his teeth and agreed.
